Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 455: In new places, there will always be a tempting hand

Lynn knew as soon as Hill's letterbox was up.

He soon realized that his little brother was sharing the pressure on him, and that he was a little sad when he changed his style.

Perhaps because of his noble blood connection, Hill is much stronger than him when he just left the forest in these human relationships.

Stronger than even most underage elves.

Lynn will never admit that this is because Hill is a mage and has a relatively high IQ, which makes him so smart.

After all, every elves or half-elves are deceived when they first arrive in human society, and it is not impossible for mages to be fooled.

It's just that elves have long lifespans and good strengths. The elders who are often followed by minors are often taken care of, even if they are fooled, they can be saved.

Only those elders will appear at the last minute. Rather than reminding these elves who come out to experience may be in danger, they prefer to see a sluggish little face with despair.

And if you are only cheated of money and sex, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

The most miserable thing is not that there is no one to care about sleeping in the wilderness. Elves and half-elves are the same, so there is no fear of living in the trees.

It is the unscrupulous elders who take everything they encountered as a joke and talk about it!

So every elf who seems to let go of himself has countless unforgettable past events behind it.

With this unspeakable sadness, Lynn let out the words. A mailbox was placed in front of Hill's room, and he could send the letter directly if he had something to do.

He doesn't care what's going on over there.

So almost the next day, Hill received a flood of letters.

Hill watched Martha take the puppets to sort out the envelopes, and first threw out the letters that wanted to buy spell scrolls without even reporting their identities.

Then several letters of thanks from members of the Council of Cuerva.

Hill raised his eyebrows oddly.

"Dad Hill, didn't you ask that Lynn to convey their thanks?" Aglaia, who was floating on Hill's shoulder, asked curiously, "Did they want to ask you to do something? Come here on your own. Say it once."

"No." Hill quickly understood, "Lynn and I, because we both know the traditions of elves, we have a tacit understanding of what we do.

Lynn wouldn't have misunderstood that I opened the mailbox in case he was planning to control me, but the others seemed a little suspicious.

If they just sent a greeting, it would be a bit of a dig at Lynn's corner, but it's true.

But the thank you letter actually negates what Lynn said earlier.

If there is indeed a problem between me and Lynn, it is likely that someone else will find an alliance.

If I want to stay in Cuerva. "

"Hasn't Papa Hill decided to go to Silvermoon City long ago?" Aglaia asked a little puzzled.

"So they just tried it out. What if I'm lazy and don't want to go out and face bigger difficulties?" Hill laughed helplessly, "Martha, remember when Lynn's people passed by, Ask them to send a letter."

"What should I say? Sir." Martha asked suspiciously. "You can't just say that those people are trying to provoke! I'm worried that the guard may not dare to speak."

Hill pointed to the thank-you notes: "Just give this to Lynn, he's not stupid."

"Okay, sir." Martha nodded and went out. With the Labyrinth Forest Array, she could control a lot more.

"Papa Hill!" said Aglaia, poking her head, "why don't you put up a warning sign outside the maze?"

Both Hill and Aglaia could feel that after the labyrinth was established, some hidden sights became eager to try.

After all, dimensional space, not any thief can enter, but the labyrinth, when no one has tried the water, will only arouse their desire to spy and probe.

"It's the first time I use it, and I also need some feedback!" Hill smiled. "If Aglaia is bored, you can also look at the fun outside. It won't be quiet for three or four days."

Aglaia's eyes twitched, as if thinking of something fun, soared into the sky and headed straight to the beach.

Hill glanced at him indifferently, no matter what Aglaia learned, she would never use it against him.

He glanced at the last few letters the puppet found.

From the envelope with gold and silver traces, it can be seen that this is a letter from a businessman.

Opening it up, it turned out to be the stewards of some large chambers of commerce in Silvermoon City.

This is the kind of guy who would give Lynn a little trouble.

They are big businessmen who send a lot of winter supplies to Cuelva before winter every year, and they also buy herbs and meat here.

Although there is no threat to Lynn in terms of strength, the threat of cutting off the trade route is enough to make Lynn restless.

Even if they can only threaten and basically can't make such a big decision, just messing around in the middle of the transaction can make Lynn suffer a lot.

Unless Lynn doesn't care about his rangers and warriors, but obviously he does.

Hill glanced indifferently, even if he was only a 14th-level mage, he was not something that these ordinary businessmen could say when they came to visit.

It's just that if Lynn is caught in the middle, he can't get away.

Now that Hill has directly cut off the connection with Lynn, these merchants have changed their attitude immediately, never mentioning the door to visit, and even buying spell scrolls only hinted at a few words.

Hill sneered. They were testing Hill, a new mage, whether they had any opinion on the practice of Lynn's refusal to introduce them to them a few days ago.

They are a little smarter, knowing that Hill opened this mailbox, it may also be dissatisfied with their persecution of Lynn.

No wonder he can become a big businessman in such a complex place as the Silver Moon Alliance.

After explaining to Martha, all the letters of the same kind were thrown away. Hill glanced at the last letter left behind.

This was sent by the Hughes in the library. Apart from sending a thank you note along with several others, Hill felt that this letter was what Hughes really wanted Hill to see.

The long winter has begun, and it's clear that Hughes' library won't be doing any more business any time soon, at most selling 'warm as spring' scrolls.

So he put his attention on Hill, the letter asked Hill if he wanted him to help copy the various books in the library.

He can deliver to his door, and he has his own transcription skills.

Hill looked at the letter from the self-recommended mage with a subtle expression: The mage of Faerûn doesn't seem to be very rich either.

It seems that the winter in the northern continent of Faerûn is indeed terrible. Everyone is starting the cat winter, and the mages are ready to make money with 0-level spells.

Hill would of course agree with this suggestion, and of course it would be better to have someone send it ready-made than to copy it every day.

Hughes knew that Hill was going to Silvermoon City, and he wouldn't do anything about it.

Hill wrote back quickly, attaching a gold bar.

He knew very well that Hughes wanted the pure gold in his hand, not the gold coin that Hill had exchanged from him.

Faerun's gold is so valuable, it is estimated that most of these mages are burned as spell materials.

Hill's puppet first appeared in the small town of Cuerva.

Of course, Hill hasn't sent the top one yet. Although it is also a humanoid, it is a dummy that can be recognized at a glance.

This intermediate swordsman puppet, Hill thinks is similar to the 9th-level ranger in this world, and there is almost no rival in this small town.

The Flanges are very good at making swordsmen puppets, probably because they are the most defensive about swordsmen. Trahir's swordsmen are actually similar to the assassins on Faerun's side, more or less a bit. Demon-breaking skills.

Hill could feel the crowd staring at his puppet as he walked towards the library.

But no one was going to do it blatantly, and he couldn't help laughing.

Tonight, there will probably be a lot of guests in the labyrinth.

This should be the first public test of the Labyrinth Forest Array.

Hill didn't plan to summon the elements here, but those middle and low-level puppets can be used.

At the beginning, I brought these puppets who practiced their skills with me because I planned to let them go out to explore the way if they encountered any danger.

Unexpectedly, the cannon fodder has not yet been made, and it is more suitable to have other uses first.

Hill looked at the sky outside the dimensional space. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was the first time that Hill understood what goose feather snow was.

The ones I've seen before are pear blossoms, but now here are the palm-sized snowflakes.

The swirling snow has been falling for so long, and snow has begun to appear on the ground.

Hill muttered, "The north wind blows the ground and the white grass folds, and the moon is dark and the wind kills the night." He slowly walked back to the villa.

Lynn appears outside Hill's labyrinth as night falls.

Hill had to ask Martha to pick him up.

Aglaia returned to the underwater hall unhappily to stay and watch the labyrinth by herself. She also wanted to discuss some of the methods of the labyrinth with Papa Hill and how to make it more painful.

If Hill knew what she was thinking, he would probably only welcome Lynn more.

"It seems that you are very confident in your labyrinth!" Lynn looked at Hill who was sitting in the hall to welcome him~IndoMTL.com~ shook his head and smiled, "Then I will wait and watch the fun. ."

Hill asked him sideways, "Have you had dinner? Would you like to try my chef's specialty?"

Lynn nodded quickly: "Of course I want to eat it! I've been wanting to try the feast made by the chef that comes with Mansion Art."

Hill laughed: "If you like to eat, you can come as a guest at any time! However, we may have to make a living today, and next time we will go to the restaurant."

An abrupt dining table was placed in the living room, and the servants that came with the mansion had begun to set out plates of exquisite and tempting dishes.

Lin En simply sat down, picked up the knife and fork, and answered indifferently: "There are good things to eat, good shows to watch, and what else to pay attention to."

He and Hill, who was sitting next to him, looked up at the light screen at the front of the hall.

Someone has entered.

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